No one was at the barn when I got there and the arena was freshly watered and dragged. Fuck yeah. I dragged out a couple of jumps because Bobby and I are both sick of dressage work. Not even really dressage work, but more of indoor work which is pretty much always dressage work anyway.
|2'9 oxer, something' X.|
both looking decidedly smaller from a distance on top
of my giant mule.
We did two laps and a 20m circle in each direction of w/t/c including a flying change that was so flawless, I didn't even realize he'd switched until I looked down. Fuck yeah! (Honestly no clue where it came from. Sometimes he just owns things.)
Our first exercise was starting off on the left rein, turn in at H to go across the diagnol over the X, obviously land on the right rein, and then turn in at the centerline, jump the oxer, and turn left. Fabu-fucking-loso. Bobby was taking me to the fences for once in his life and we were totally in sync with distances. Instead of seeing a spot where my mind was like, "Oh fuck. This is going to be a chip or a long spot." I was all, "He's going to need to put more umph in his jump for this. No bigs. Still smooth as fucking butter." Fist bump, Robert. Fuck yeah.
|srsly looked wider and larger in person.|
Did you read that?! I wasn't like, "Weeeelllll, I'll just do it one more time." and then want to kill my horse. I am LEARNING here, folks! Fuck yeah!
Quick summation of arena ride:
- Bobby was instantly like, "We're working here. Let's do business." as soon as I got on and we didn't do a single giraffe or even llama impression. What.
- He did have a totally adorable moment where he helped me open the shutters on one of the mirrors with his big seal brown nose. Too cute.
- Flawless flying change.
- I actually had pace to my fences which is undoubtably why they felt so ridiculously easy. Carly? Go fast? Hold the phone, I know.
- Because the jumps were so easy, I didn't psych myself out or start overthinking things. And do you know what I pulled out of my totally random bag of tricks because of it? My auto release. My sweet, sweet auto release that disappeared with Red because I couldn't figure out how to jump Bobby. It is my best friend in the entire world and I missed it so much.
Despite some snow down my bra (don't even ask), we had a blast. We were only out for ten minutes, all walking, and it was kind of a boring loop I took to avoid getting in anyone's shiz in case anyone was out, but there were hills! And it was outside! Fuck yeah!
We got back just as BM was graining and my usually Paw To The Center Of The Earth When You Want Something You're Not Getting horse stood patiently on the crossties as she fed around him. Good, Pony Pants!
|the ladies waiting to come in.|
Ten points if you got the Wedding Crashers reference.